Necromancing stories and poems of our lives

I am the Stardust

Forged in the flamesof the heavenly fireRipped from my ashesand moved by the shireA star is my famewho lives in my soulIn my bone and in my rustNever dare to question me
Coz’ I am the stardust

I might failI might fallYou can sweep me off my railBreak me into million partsBurn me downNail me in wooden cratesBut my feet remains strong
And the phoenix is my bloodAgain and againStrength I will burstFor the reason
I am the stardust

The final judgement dayI will shed my prideMy naked body on the final rideAshes to ashesdust to dustI submit myselfto the eternal dustBut I will be backLiving in another soulIn his bone and in his rustNever dare to question him
Coz’ now I am his stardust.